<html><body>Witch Cleo:<br>
Ah, the scepter of shunaiman! It's been many years since I laid eyes on it. Its color has completely faded!<br>
Although it is quite ancient it is very fragile. For instance, if I were to drop it while standing on a stone floor...<br>
Clang!! It would break just like that! Ha!<br>
Destruction and chaos! It's what I live for! Stop frowning, it was of no use to you anyway. Why else would you have handed it over so willingly...<br>
Instead, why don't you take this? It was given to me by a young king who had gotten it from the lady of the lake.  Take it with you. When next we meet you shall be drenched in blood, and I will be waiting...
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